Contemplation on the odu Ogbe Odi ( Ogbe'di )

I’m up here

come on up

the air is clear 

and we can feel free

to be ourselves

Up here

where shifting boundaries

bend and blur

and life has infinite permutations

So much to see

so much to learn

There is no receiving

without giving

nor giving 

without receiving

until after a moment of discomfort

black and white impose themselves

and I watch you fall back into normalcy

trying to drag me with you

making me realize

perhaps it was a mistake to invite you

into my world

I see now why people on the fringes

create boundaries

or at least

choose to view life from afar